The robo call came at 5:35 this morning.
The superintendent has decided that the roads are unsafe; therefore, school will be canceled for Friday, January 24. Information about a make-up day due to inclement weather will be forthcoming.
I crawled back in bed and fell asleep. For fifteen minutes. When the second call came, I opened Bacon’s ancient flip phone and slammed it shut. We slept in.
Today sits on the cusp of an unreasonably busy weekend. Coco plays in a violin contest Saturday morning. Cherry swims in a meet Saturday and Sunday. Coco swims in a different meet on Sunday. Bacon and I are the official transportation, going our separate ways to support both girls’ endeavors. Most climates would dictate mass cancellations, but the icicles on our eave are already melting. The National Weather Service predicts 60º for Saturday and 70º for Sunday. In other words, back to normal.
But this morning, it’s nice to have my family at home, huddled in front of the television watching Narnia: The Voyage of The Dawn Treader and eating popcorn.
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